I won a few art competitions when I went to high school. My Mum and Dad were really proud of my talent, and would get me supplies if I ever ran out. Sadly, like many people with a talent, I was picked on because drawing is not in their list of "normal" things. I was called a nerd, teacher's pet and so on. I spent a lot of time after school crying in my room, but then I would draw something to calm me down. I wasn't really interested in anything else. Everything else seemed really boring to me. Drawing was just so fun, because you could do anything you wanted. No limitations.